Chapter 5
(Samantha's Point of View)
I have never felt anything better than the actual feeling of being held in Erik's arms through the night. Falling asleep with him next to you is the most breathtaking experience I have ever had. Ever since I saw the movie years ago, I have always loved Erik, but no one really understood that. No one but me because everyone thought he wasn't real. Little did they know he lives right this moment to me.
The morning came quickly and Erik rose and made me tea with fruit. We ate side by side of his sofa and as he started a fire to warm me, he brought a blanket out and wrapped it around me to keep me extra warm.
"My little Samantha..." he whispered in my ear which made me shiver.
When he began to walk away, I caught his hand and he turned around with a smile.
"Erik, please, sit with me." I asked quietly.
He came back towards me and once he sat down, he brought his hands towards mine and held them gently. I looked into his eyes and wished everyday could be like this. Why couldn't anyone believe me that Erik was real? Why did people think I was mental because I could see him?
These thoughts ran through my head instantly and Erik asked what was wrong.
"I'm frightened, Erik. Everyone thinks I'm going crazy because I can see you. What if they try to lock me in a mental ward?"
"Samantha, they only think you are crazy because they have lost faith themselves."
He looked at me with those striking green eyes and brought his lips to mine for a quick kiss, then departed.
"How do I know you aren't make believe?" I asked innocently.
His eyes glistened as he came closer to my face.
"There is one way I know of that you can completely be sure by doing."
"What is it?" I asked.
He smiled shyly and kissed my forehead then stood up and took my hand in his. He brought me so close to him that I could feel the heat from his body on my own. Then he said in his dark, regal voice, "Make love to me."
If I had been anyone else, I would have refused because I was too young in my mind. But for Erik, I would give anything I had possession of just to sit with him for five minutes. He was always my life and I hated to admit, but I had been yearning for his body lately. I wanted to feel Erik inside of me, to feel his complete love for me.
To answer him, I placed my hand on his chest and began to unbutton his shirt. He looked down in disbelief to the thought of me accepting and once his eyes reached mine again, I whispered,
" I have longed for the day you would ask me."
He brought his lips to mine firmly and held me against him for what seemed like an eternity. Once he had broken the kiss, he picked me up and carried me to his bedroom and placed me on the oh so familiar swan bed. He then began to gently unbutton my shirt and once he revealed my bra his eyes widened and he bent his head down to kiss my breasts. I let out a moan and instantly I felt his hands unzipping my pants and feeling their warmth fall off of me and to the floor. He began to kiss my thighs and he ran his hands down my stomach in such a way I couldn't help but look at him with pleading eyes. Knowing I desperately needed and wanted more, he brought my hands up to his jacket and I pealed it off along with his pants. Then without warning, he placed himself on top of me and began to caress me with his lips and tongue. I felt his hands find the back of my bra and once he had thrown it to the floor, his lips went around my breasts and I screamed out with delight. He ripped my underwear off and I ripped his off and we wasted no time to start.
"Samantha, I need you!" he said breathlessly.
"Erik, make love to me..." I whispered.
No sooner had I asked was he already penetrating me for the first time.
"Oh Erik..." I whispered.
I ran my hands down his back and up through his dark hair. They lied in his mask but suddenly he looked up at me because he had felt me touch it.
"Please Erik...I want to make love to all of you."
My fingers then began to take the mask away and once it was gone, I threw it on the floor and Erik kissed me harder. He thrust for the first time into me and it made me scream.
"Samantha, oh God!" he said.
His lips found my tongue once more and as he thrust into me for the last time, we lied in peace. Breathless, I looked up at him and he smiled and brushed the hair from my face.
"Samantha, I love you." he whispered.
As my eyes began to close, I whispered faintly to him,
"How will this show you are real?"
He never answered but only smiled as I shut my eyes and fell asleep in his arms once more.
